The salty scent of sea-side Reykjavik filled my nose. The cobblestones beneath my windswept feet held stories of the night before. Wild and passionate encounters with the locals. Ripped, tanned and toned hunks with fearless desire. The sky above, too dark to reveal the secrets we hid, as whispered moans echoed on the breeze. Heat pulsed through my veins as I glanced around for the next adventure.